How can the president be fierce

Chapter 1329 Little Pudding, Husband Called You Home 46 After 14 years, is it her?
squeak----

The tires rubbed against the ground and made a screeching sound, and the fast-moving car suddenly stopped with an emergency brake.

Pudding was unprepared, Gulu bumped into the back of the passenger seat from the seat, and fell down with a 'boom-'.

Ouch, her old waist...

He struggled to get up, and before he could say a word, the head of the guard had already got out of the car and opened the door of the back seat, dragging her feet and dragging her all the way out of the car.

"Hey, you let go—you let me go!!"

barbarian!
Her head hit the car door and hit the ground, buzzing, and she struggled to shake him off.

As expected, the head of the guard let go, and sighed: "I'm sorry, after much deliberation, I still think it's too risky to take this way. The young master is soft-hearted, but I can't accompany him to be confused. This is the future of the entire Mu family. Can't bet..."

Pudding watched helplessly as a gleaming dagger appeared in his hand at some point, and leaned down.

"I will try my best to relieve you..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she fell to the ground one second like a little woman who had no strength to struggle, and the next second turned over and ran several meters away like a resurrected rabbit full of blood.

None of them.

Pudding really ran for his life with all his strength, and didn't even dare to turn his head, but he clearly heard the footsteps belonging to the man behind him getting closer.

It’s over.

Inexplicably, she fell from the fourth floor and survived, but she still died at the hands of her colleague the next day.

"Help——Help!! Killing—"

Regardless of whether there was anyone around, she closed her eyes and didn't look at the road. She just ran and yelled desperately, but she clearly felt a strange emotion gradually spreading all over her body.

That is probably the legendary...despair.

As if on a dark road, a bolt of lightning suddenly split the night, some bright light passed through the eyelids and entered the pupils, and she heard the footsteps behind her that were almost close to her and suddenly stopped.

The tense nerves broke in an instant.

As soon as he opened his eyes, before he could even see clearly, he plunged hard into a solid wall of flesh.

The well-textured suit brushes against the cheek, which is a symbol of absolute status and power.

There is a wind blowing, and the faint mint fragrance penetrates into the nostrils.

It was a very tall man with a lean waist and broad shoulders.

Against the glaring rays of light, she raised her head so hard that she could barely see the outline of his chin. It was so beautiful, as if she had seen it somewhere before.

"Help me..." She murmured, as if she had exhausted her last bit of strength just by doing this.

When the body fell limply, it was picked up easily by the slender and powerful arms.

Three meters away.

The chief of the guard was still holding the sharp dagger in his hand, and he even forgot to hide it. He just looked at the dozens of very tough and very special police standing upright in the bunches of snow-white headlights, and at the front, a black windbreaker. Straight to the long legs, the aura chills the cold handsome man.

How could it be possible not to know each other.

The president of a country in Liangcheng, the ruler of thousands of people——

Liang Musheng.

But he didn't take a look at him, his bottomless eyes just locked the childish face of the little woman in his arms, staring at him for a long time.

After 14 years.

It was almost impossible to distinguish the appearance of Little Pudding from those eyebrows.

Is that her?
The warm fingers lightly touched her soft face, and then they were withdrawn abruptly in the next moment.

　Little pudding, papa’s embrace is warm ^_^, and, Xiao Liang Mo, the little black house is comfortable and uncomfortable ^_^
　　
　
(End of this chapter)